Barmy Blue's Bland Blog

A list of things I hate (I’ve tried to put it in order but it depends on how I feel so I might change it).

1) When people mispronounce/spell my surname. It’s surprisingly common and I’ve no idea why. Even if I spell it to them they seem to insist on adding an ‘s’ on the end of it. It’s gotten to a stage where I want to hit them when they do it (never hit anyone yet, but if I get pissed off enough then maybe) and that’s why it’s at number 1.

2) Being looked at/treated like an idiot. This happens most when I go to see my family. I’ll comment on something or say something that seems perfectly intelligible and my older family members will give me that look. I hate it with vengeance. It’s hard to describe. Perhaps kind of like, ‘you should know better’ combined with pity. When I was a child I either didn’t get it so much or just didn’t notice. I really really hate it. It’s fast approaching number 1. I hate it so much that I’m starting to stop talking again. I went through a moody reclusive teen stage, recently I’ve been breaking out of it and trying to be more talkative when I see them (It’s a maximum of 4 times a year that I usually see them) but because I keep getting that reaction, it’s so devastating to my already low self-esteem that I’m starting to stop again.

3) False interest/courtesy questions/conversations. Again always with my family. Usually when I’m asked ‘How are you doing at university?’ but there’s a tone to it. That tone makes me feel like they don’t really care and they’re just asking to feign interest in my life. I feel the same when they ask mum about work. I don’t think they actually care. At the moment at least I’d rather they didn’t ask. The tone implying their interest in my life has declined in the last 3 years of Uni, as if it’s some considerable effort to ask. If you’re going to ask at least do a better job of pretending you’re interested, or don’t ask at all.

4) Cancer. It’s gone down on the list as…well, if I say what I’m thinking another relative will probably come down with it. Let me just say that my first and second year of uni, cancer was really pissing me off. It will again if it occurs again.

5) Being lonely. It bugs me but I’ve been lonely for a long time now so it doesn’t get me angry, just depressed sometimes. If I get too lonely I play sims and see how my life would be if I had siblings. (Please note, I have not written this so you will pity me. If I wanted pity I’d have devoted a whole blog entry to it or something.)

6) The heat. I say this in anticipation of Summer. I really hate it. I figured out recently that I prefer the cold. If you’re too cold you can warm up with extra layers. I’ve been wearing a duvet downstairs over winter and if I was still cold U had my hot water bottle. It’s easier to warm up than cool down.

That’s about it really.
Ah, I should’ve said hi all, I took a little break because I was busy working, or something like that. I intended to but I was feeling a bit moody (note, moody doesn’t equal depressed) Last night I thought I’d write a rant about what bastards Tesco are for leaving Mi-chan to die. (We’re still not sure about him so I’ll say nothing except that I’m still hopeful but I doubt I’ve reason to be). Since his leaves don’t work (bone dry) that it might be a good idea to supplement him with some plant food. Some useful online tips state that you should give them liquid plant food during the growing months (summer time we figure). Since water isn’t enough for a tree with non-functioning leaves it might be a good idea. Anyway, I’ll give you an update on him if things change. In related news, Hoshi is looking good, he’s perked up nicely. Chibi is looking a little off but compared to Mi-chan it’s nothing. And Shanghai (the little Christmas tree, he’s not a bonsai, just little) is looking a bit dry again. I think we should water him. Why are all our trees guys? I try to make them genderless but veer towards male. Then again, if I see an overly feminine tree, then I’ll give it a girl’s name. I’d like to name one Zetsumei, Mei-chan, as an opposite of Mikoto, Mi-chan. Only trouble is it means death (according to my limited research). Mi-chan and Mei-chan, that would be cute though.